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Fractured Cliché #44

Fractured Cliché: Acid mouth

Correct Cliché: Acid tongue

Stephen came downstairs the other day dressed in a ratty t-shirt and plaid pajama pants that were ripped off at the knee. Frankly, I couldn’t understand why he even owned such an outfit but he wasn’t going out in public so I didn’t say anything.

At the end of the day when we were getting ready for bed, he walked into the bathroom with his arms in front of him, his muscles flexed and said that with his pants ripped he looked like The Incredible Hulk.

I started laughing and asked why he was wearing that particular outfit.

He said he didn’t want to get acid on his clothes when he was messing with a battery. Startled, I commented that it might be better to get acid on clothes than skin, but he disagreed.

Here was an opportunity to engage an acid tongue, but I neutralized the situation by keeping my inner Hulk in check.

May the farce be with you!

Your IFF,


Stephen's on the right

Stephen’s on the right


Comments on: "Fractured Cliché #44" (2)

  1. Thank you for clarifying which “hulk” was Stephen! Loved seeing you two the other evening. Great to catch up!

    • Labeling the pictures was necessary – it was the only way you’d be able to tell them apart. It was great to see you, too. What are the odds of running into each other like that? So glad we did.

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